breathe.
inhale.
exhale.
tear a hole in your chest
to let light come through
& then you will
shine like a phoenix
breathe.
inhale.
exhale.
tear a hole in your chest
to let light come through
& then you will
shine like a phoenix
locked inside, i forget myself
empires I’ve built have
crumbled like castles
made of sand
i can’t stand this forever
monotony & uncertainty
violent, crashing waves
appearing on screens
yet ever so still
symphonies of madness
with devil-eyed maestros
foaming from sad mouths
we talk about serenity
but I’m not sure what we mean
there have been times
I was serene
but it’s few and far between
I want it to be a permanent state
of being
an emotion that stretches into
the future, forever
but that’s impossible
like asking to control the weather
so, as days go by
& I grow older
I hope I grow wiser, too
settle for serene moments
instead of reaching for something
that’s beyond my feeble grip
On the eve of the funeral, there was a knot in my stomach –
his death was so sudden
a Friday night phone call + he’s gone forever
I felt panic, a wave of grief that threatened to demolish me
my sister stepped into the summer night + screamed
a primal shout that began long years of healing.
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